I love the rain.
It makes me think of home. How it rains in the evening as I wait by the drains for Dad to pick me up from school.
It's exciting.
Tadpoles were the things I loved most about the rain back home.
I tried to cup them in my hands, hoping that I could bring them home and raise them till they become bullfrogs.
But, alas, there was no way Mom and Dad would ever agree.
Ah rain...reminiscence of my childhood.
I'm homesick again, but I will see my family very soon.
Everything from here on will be nothing but excitement. =)
Cabbage Wabbage
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